A few days ago we were at first thrilled to see Sasha wanted to pay us a visit. We are not sure if he intended to get into The Pond or if he lost his footing or overbalanced. Lynettea tells us that he is quite clumsy compared to Diamond. Anyway he made a big splash and the water was all stirred up and muddy. We decided to hide under the rocks until the debris settled.
Sasha dashed into the house sprinkling water all over the place. Fortunately he didn't come close to me or he might have shorted my circuits. He ran up to his horizontal scratching pad in the hall and sat on it, making the cardboard all wet. Lynettea was most concerned and grabbed a big towel from the cupboard to dry him.
I don't like towels around me, as they make me feel trapped. I am very strong and I wriggled with all my pawsies and legs so Lynettea couldn't hold me in the towel. Then I started grooming my furs. It was a cold day and I felt the waters soak right through to my skin. Lynettea chased me around to try to dry me. She did dry me a bit. I think Millie was laughing at me, which isn't nice.
Lynettea had to mop the floor with all the water on it. Sasha's undersides were wringing wet. He was not a happy cat. I wasn't laughing at him, even though he did look funny with wet fur.